1.2: Back to School
Mrs. Carr: Besides, he’ll be back, right honey?
Mr. Carr: Right, it’s just a job.
Francisco: It’s not just a–
Mrs. Carr: Son, let it go. Let dad do what he has to do.
(Mrs. Carr suddenly realized her son was crying. As much as he pushed his father’s buttons, as mature as he pretended to be, inside he was still a little boy that wanted his daddy.)
(Mrs. Carr held her oldest son and let him cry like a little boy.
Something he hadn’t done in a long time.)
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